The Ultimate Horror Live Stream - Chapter 11 - Is There Really a Ghost?

During my time at the Police Academy, I participated in various clubs such as enemy capture techniques, martial arts, combat, taekwondo, investigation and counter-investigation, and baton-shield techniques. Although I wasn’t particularly skilled in any of them, I inadvertently developed a strong physique and quick reflexes.

Thanks to this, when I held the white long dress and looked up along the “female ghost’s” leg to see that terrified face, I was able to react in a fraction of a second.

With a swift move, I sprang up before she could scream, covering her mouth with my hand.

Just imagine, if the landlord saw this scene, I’d rather be taken by a ghost.

“Don’t move, I mean no harm.” Once her wildly darting eyes calmed down, I pushed her into the room and gently closed the door.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I endured the pain from the burn on my calf and picked up the thermos and teacup.

“Hey, are you hurt?”

With my hands full and bent over, I must have looked quite awkward: “More than that, I’m curious about your appearance.”

The woman before me was the same one I saw on the second floor. She seemed completely unconcerned about her exposed body, remaining unusually calm: “I haven’t talked to a normal person in ages. If this continues, I’ll go mad.”

“What do you mean? Can’t those two old folks chat with you?” I asked, surprised.

“They’re both crazy.” She chuckled bitterly, suddenly noticing the camera in my hand, and squatted down: “Turn it off!”

The scene was indeed a bit inappropriate for children, so I moved the camera aside and limped over to the bed, pulling up the sheet to cover the girl: “It was just an accident earlier, don’t overthink it. I’m neither an undercover cop nor a secret reporter, I won’t hurt you.”

“Then why are you holding a camera?” she asked, puzzled.

“I’m an Outdoor Streamer, passionate about spirit exploration and seeking supernatural phenomena. Staying at Anxin Inn overnight is part of my show, which is why I’m interested in your story.”

“Spirit exploration show?”

“You can see for yourself!” I said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, handing her my phone displaying the Underworld Showroom.

The Ultimate Horror Live Room was flooded with bullet screens:

“I want to see the girl!”

“Perverted streamer, I’m calling the police!”

“The girl is so pretty.”

“Fourth floor wants to know how to quickly enhance bust size?”

“Front row selling nutritional drinks and premium eggs!”

…

Watching the rapidly scrolling comments, the girl smiled for the first time, then looked at me with a more envious gaze: “You’re really lucky to have so many people with you.”

I sat at the foot of the bed, deliberately keeping a certain distance from her: “You call this luck? Your definition of happiness is way too simple.”

She was taken aback by my words and stared at me for a long time: “You wouldn’t understand my feelings, and I won’t tell you. We met by chance tonight, I just want to talk about something light.”

“Suit yourself, the long night is enough to chat about many things.” I smiled, knowing that even the most basic conversation could provide me with plenty of information-it’s a detective’s fundamental skill.

“Streamer smiles with deep meaning, hinting at the girl!”

“Girl, run! The streamer is trying to trick you!”

“The longest road I’ve walked in my life is the streamer’s trick road!”

Through our chat, I learned that the woman before me was named Xiao Feng, the adopted daughter of the elderly couple.

According to her, the adoption wasn’t purely out of kindness. When the inn was first built, a half-monk, half-Feng Shui master told the landlord that this was a place of great misfortune, and peace could only be achieved through yin-yang harmony.

At that time, the old man had only one biological son, so they adopted a daughter to balance the yin-yang.

There’s something strange here-Xiao Feng refused to mention the missing little girl, as if her name was taboo in the inn.

As the conversation deepened, my doubts grew.

I observed Xiao Feng, who seemed eager to express something to me but was afraid of being overheard. I had meticulously scanned every inch of her for listening devices, and the room had been thoroughly searched, with the highest tech being the light bulb overhead.

“What is she afraid of? Always hesitant to speak, could there be a third person in the room besides me?” I thought of the talisman under the bed, wondering if she was afraid of those intangible things.

Strange place, strange people.

The night deepened, and outside the window was pitch black, with the moon hidden behind thick clouds. Seeing it was late, I gently patted Xiao Feng’s shoulder: “It’s getting late, you should go back, or your foster parents might misunderstand.”

I took out my phone: “What’s your WeChat? Since I tore your dress, let me send you a red envelope as an apology. My ID is Peak of Happiness.”

“You named yourself Peak of Happiness? That’s quite revealing of your personality.”

“Peak of Happiness is the name of my store, you can follow it. If you need anything, I’ll give you a 20% discount.” With little to show for my efforts, I rubbed my temples, as the anticipated clues hadn’t appeared, leaving me seemingly stuck.

Xiao Feng sat up, the sheet slowly sliding off: “I don’t have a phone, my foster parents don’t like me contacting the outside world.”

“Oh.” This girl seemed like a caged animal, with secrets buried deep within her at such a young age.

“Can I stay here tonight?”

“Of course… What?!” Xiao Feng’s words startled me.

“If I stay, my foster parents will be pleased.”

“What do you mean? What’s the relationship between you?” I couldn’t understand, glancing at the heavy night outside: “Forget it, if you want to stay, stay. At least we’ll have company.”

I made room for her on the bed, rolling up my pants to check the burn.

“Don’t move, it’ll get infected.” Xiao Feng, in simple clothing, sat beside me, placing my leg on her lap: “The burn stuck to your pants, rolling it up will break the blisters.”

She was familiar with Room 203, turning to retrieve a small pair of scissors from the bedside table, cutting open my pants, then went to the bathroom to fetch a towel, using cold water to wash the wound and gently patting it dry.

Xiao Feng’s movements were skillful and gentle, like someone accustomed to household chores: “What a pity.”

“What did you say?”

“I said you should rest, I’ll handle it.”

After tending to the burn, it was already 1:30 AM. Xiao Feng lay with her back to me, and though her body gently rose and fell, I knew she wasn’t asleep.

“Better not mention the talisman under the bed to her.” I took out my phone, noticing that the lack of anticipated ghostly appearances had slowed the increase in viewers.

“Civilized streaming starts with us, the streamer remains composed, thumbs up.”

“Hey, is this 110? There’s a streamer doing inappropriate streaming here?”

“Sorry, you dialed the wrong number, this is KFC!”

“Haha, McDonald’s uncle chuckles silently.”

…

The bullet screens were filled with all sorts of comments, and I lit a cigarette, enjoying the spectacle.

Around 2 AM, sleepiness crept in, and the live room gradually quieted. I covered Xiao Feng with a thin blanket and lay on the other side, my eyelids growing heavy.

Handsome, Skilled, and Loved by Girls: “The streamer plans to enjoy the girl alone after we sleep, that’s impossible! I must expose his true nature.”

Teemo stews mushrooms: “I have a moral education exam tomorrow, I’m going to sleep, goodnight everyone.”

Officer Huang from Class 2, Grade 3: “Seems I was overthinking.”

Liu the Half-Immortal from the Foot of Mount Qingcheng: “Overthinking? Water harms the body, breaks yin-yang; smoke enters the face, obscures the spirit platform, this is the emergence of ghosts, the root of the deceased.”

I didn’t see Liu the Half-Immortal’s comment, as an irresistible drowsiness pulled me into sleep.

The blurry scene felt familiar, an abandoned village inn, where I was imprisoned by a female ghost with an indistinct face.

“I had this dream in the morning, the same building, the same floor, the same walls…” Outside, the dim light bulbs formed the words “Nvxin Inn,” emitting a faint red glow.

“So the place in my dream is Anxin Inn.”

My consciousness fluctuated between clarity and confusion, knowing only that I was desperately fleeing, yet unaware of what pursued me.

I wanted to turn back but couldn’t control my body, I wanted to shout but couldn’t utter a sound.

“Who’s behind me? Who’s behind me!”

I struggled to awaken from the dream, biting my tongue, veins bulging on my face, yet all I could manage was to turn my head.

Narrow vision slowly filled with blood, crimson seeping from every corner of the inn, and in the final moment, my peripheral vision caught a woman’s figure.

“She is…”

“So hot!” My chest suddenly felt like it was on fire, jolting me awake, sweat soaking my clothes, as if I’d just been pulled from water.

“How did I fall asleep? What a terrifying dream.” I looked down at my chest, the spot that had been radiating heat was precisely where the talisman was placed.

“Wow, this thing is truly extraordinary.” Carefully storing it away, I glanced at the girl lying motionless, facing me, “Luckily she didn’t notice, this girl sleeps like a log.”

“But speaking of which, staring at someone’s sleeping posture isn’t appropriate.” Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I rested my head on my arm, turning to the other side, where a girl under a thin blanket breathed evenly, sleeping soundly.

“Wow, this girl really sleeps like a log… Wait! Wait! Wait!”

“If the girl under the thin blanket is Xiao Feng, then who was the woman I just saw, now sleeping behind me!!”